Bandgang, Lonnie Bands, Bandgang Javar – Wrong With Me

Bandgang, Lonnie Bands, Bandgang Javar – Wrong With Me Lyrics

Artist: Bandgang, Lonnie Bands, Bandgang Javar
Song: Wrong With Me

Turned down another deal, hey
f#ck wrong with me
I just left Fairfax with a pole with me
I just left Figueroa with a real hoe with me

Wit’ some real hit men, worth a mill though
Before I ever did a scam, I sold some pills though
I’m a real artist, my dawgs kill though
You better chill, bruh

I just took another hit
What’s wrong with me?
Glizzy on my hip, I’ll take a n#gg# soul with it
Choppa get to singing n#gg#s songs, Keyshia Cole with it

Wake up, brush my teeth and wash my face then grab my pole, n#gg#
Way before [?] got off parole, he kept a pole with him
Glock 27, you know we love them 4 0’s, n#gg#
When we was snatched his glasses, y’all was doing the heel toe

n#gg#s ain’t no opps, n#gg#s just some real hoes
I just bought a new rollie
f#ck wrong with me?
Jackboys hit the party, taking jewelry from these hoe n#gg#s

I’m too yellow and skinny not to have a big pole with me
One man army, shoot the glizzy like I’m Kobe
Choppa get to kickin’ n#gg#s, that’s Jack Chan
I keep breaking these b#tches, I can’t stop getting them backends

Let that choppa speak, these p#ss# n#gg#s better act dead
Two hundred shots ridin’ wit’ me, came in with savages
My n#gg# still taking sh#t
Man what’s wrong with him?

And your man shootin’ in the air, he brought a drone with him
Come get a big #ss circle in that Vlone, n#gg#
f#ck you rap n#gg#s, I got my own n#gg#s
Your dawg coulda had a body, but he froze, n#gg#

n#gg#s hate my TTO n#gg#s, they hoein’ n#gg#s
Lay on that floor, n#gg#, huh
Gimme that gold, n#gg#, huh
Or you can get smoked, n#gg#, huh

Big 4 0 with me, it stay by my side
Call up [?], I know he gon be the first to slide
I be searchin’ for the opps, where them n#gg#s hidin’?
We the reason that them n#gg#s never come outside

Don’t get hit with this Glock, it ain’t no comin’ back
We really lookin’ for the opps ’cause this sh#t more than rap
Hop out on a p#ss# #ss n#gg#, “gimme that”
n#gg#s callin’ for they sh#t but they can’t get it back

Choppa get to kickin’ n#gg#s round, feel like Bruce Lee
And that b#tch got a 100 rounds, can shoot a movie
They don’t want no smoke with us ’cause these n#gg#s coochie
Gary got my neck iced up, I feel like Gucci

And my pockets filled up with paper, ain’t talkin’ loose leaves
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout construction paper, I got blue sheets
Like a dyke, I gotta take the strap to get some coochie
I don’t feel safe danglin’ 20 G’s around no groupies

I smell p#ss#
I took dawg sh#t, made him strip bare booty
He been Twitter thuggin’ ever since, dawg goofy
Still be at the corner house on Mark Twain, why you ain’t shoot me?

The feds ain’t thinkin’ ’bout you, you ain’t touch 50
Every time I leave the house, the narcs f#ck with me
Off-White hoodie cost 650
But I punched it, really I ain’t payin’ one penny

7.62s hit him, he gon be like “huh?”
Detectives ask me ’bout the shootin’, Imma be like “huh?”
When my lawyer get me off, they gon be like “huh?”
While I’m in the foreign laughin’ like “hahahaha”

Bandgang
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From the album:
The Scamily
Release Year: 2020